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Calm before the Storm (Shinyu)

The sun filtered through the studio windows, casting a warm glow over the bustling photoshoot set. The atmosphere was electric with excitement, and the members of TWS were in high spirits as they prepared for their latest magazine feature. Shinyu stood in front of the mirror, adjusting his hair and admiring the outfit he had chosen for the day—a stylish blend of casual and chic that perfectly reflected his vibrant personality.

"Hey, Shinyu-hyung! You ready?" Jihoon called from across the room, a bright smile on his face. "You're up next!"

"Just give me a minute!" Shinyu replied, giving himself one last look. He felt a flutter of nerves in his stomach, but the excitement of being in front of the camera quickly overshadowed it.

As he stepped away from the mirror, Shinyu noticed a faint itching sensation on his arms. He brushed it off, assuming it was just the fabric of his shirt irritating his skin. The studio was filled with a mix of scents—new clothing, hair products, and the faint smell of paint from the backdrop. He attributed the itch to the overwhelming sensory environment.

"Come on, Shinyu-hyung! The photographer's waiting!" Kyungmin urged, walking over to him with an encouraging nod.

"Yeah, I'm coming!" Shinyu said, forcing a smile as he followed Kyungmin onto the set. The bright lights flickered on, and he squinted slightly as he adjusted to the brightness.

The photographer began snapping shots, and Shinyu quickly fell into his element, striking poses and flashing his signature smile. However, as the minutes passed, the itch on his arms began to intensify, spreading across his skin.

"Are you okay?" Kyungmin asked, noticing Shinyu's distracted expression. "You look a bit off."

"Just a little itchy, but I'm fine," Shinyu replied, dismissing his friend's concern with a wave of his hand. "Let's focus on getting these shots!"

As the shoot continued, Shinyu's discomfort escalated. The itch transformed into a burning sensation, and small, red welts began to appear on his skin. He could feel the heat rising in his body, and his breath started to come in short, quick gasps.

"Okay, let's take a quick break!" the photographer announced after another set of shots. Shinyu stepped off the set, trying to steady his breathing. He leaned against the wall, pressing his palm against the cool surface as he closed his eyes, willing the discomfort to subside.

"Hyung, you really don't look well," Jihoon said, joining him. "Are you sure you're okay?"

"Yeah, I just need a minute," Shinyu insisted, even as he felt the urge to scratch at his skin. "I'll be fine."

"Let's get you some water," Jihoon offered, but Shinyu shook his head. He was reluctant to admit how bad he was feeling; he didn't want to worry the others or ruin the shoot.

As they resumed, Shinyu tried to push through the discomfort. He focused on his poses, the camera flashes illuminating his features. But each moment felt like a battle against his own body. The hives continued to spread, and he could feel his throat tightening with each breath.

"Hyung, just a few more shots!" Kyungmin encouraged from behind the camera, but Shinyu felt a wave of dizziness wash over him. He tried to shake it off, but his legs felt unsteady.

"Hyung, you good?" Kyungmin asked, peering at him with concern.

"Yeah, I just need a—" Shinyu began, but before he could finish, the room started to spin. He felt himself sway, and in an instant, the world went black.

"Hyung!" Jihoon screamed as he watched his friend crumble to the ground.

The noise around them faded into chaos as the other members rushed over, their faces etched with worry. Kyungmin knelt beside Shinyu, shaking him gently. "Shinyu-hyung! Can you hear me?"